The Secret Garden of mother sex storie

Rose petals float around her submerged body in “mother sex storie.” Warm water laps at sensitive nipples as she caresses herself beneath the surface. Fingers find her clit easily, rubbing in slow, languid circles. Bubbles hide then reveal every intimate moment. She lifts hips clear of the water to plunge fingers deeper, gasping as climax crashes over her. Petals stick to wet skin when she finally surfaces, flushed and satisfied in “mother sex storie.”